Luyện nghe bài hát Riot

Luke on the beat!
You ever seen a hung with a gold chain?
I'd rather sing about the same that we claim
is bashful, but niggas like the task force
Mobbin' on the streets and robbin' in ski masks, bruh
Niggas ask for in a riot and bring violence
it's a game of cat and mouse and you gon' bleed silent
What's the justice in sayin' fuck it and grab the
Then kill a woman many children makes you a chump
Look at all the stores you wreckin', I reckon
Think about the who own it for about a second
I you got your problems, but brother, they got theirs
This is not a game, quit and grow a pair
But yo, you'd hear me say, "Fuck black prejudice!"
"Let's different races, grow hatred, and form irrelevant!"
Views and etcetera, knives
Damage 'em, lives blown, hole cold, oblivious
I won't dare say you should stop the fuckin' ignorance
ops, killin' shit, I'd enjoy the thrill of it
Bath in of officers, different corpses, offin' 'em
'em, don't you bark at 'em
Murder 'em, heard of 'em
I could the peace but say "fuck it" and preach the murder
'Cause this ain't fuckin' life we livin'
Go and grab the extension
another one: uncle, cousin, brother, son
Glory to all the chosen ones that will rid you of the
But in a sense, will soon behold the ignorance
Blasphemous, killin' our own, black—

We see, I see, death the children
White guys and white girls hanging from the